I don't think of my life as a cliche, but I'm a cliche eccentric. Complete with a strange name - I mean, who's named Val? How many Vals do you know? I mean, really?

There was such a relationship between the buffalo and the American Indian - the Indians would eat them, live inside their pelts, use every part of the body. There was almost no separation between the people and the animals.

Warner Bros offered me the next Batman, and the only reason that I didn't do it was because of The Saint.

I live on a ranch that's larger than Manhattan. That's a weird circumstance.

I think death is just a transition to another state of consciousness.

I just don't think I've ever been comfortable at public functions and selling myself as an entity.

It hurts. I miss my kids. I miss my kids in so many ways that I can`t explain.